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Nero: Next time you’re coming with.
Payton: Could Toto come too? Are dogs allowed in the building?
Nero: I own the building. So yes, Toto can come. Hopefully he doesn’t mind the plane ride.
Payton: We can have our first flight together. It will be mother-son bonding.
Nero: I’ll teach you how to fly.
Payton: Uh… no thank you.
Nero: Non-negotiable.
Payton: You want me to be a gunslinging pilot?
Nero: I want you alive.
Payton: How about we start with you teaching me how to drive.
Nero: Consider it done.
* * *
Toto dropshis bright blue tennis ball where he stands, then circles four times and promptly drops onto the rug.
“At least one of us is tired,” I grumble, flopping back across the couch.
I shouldn’t be bored. This house is humungous, and it has everything I could possibly want, but it’s been a week since Nero left and I can only watch so many movies by myself.
And I’m just not used to this much downtime. Even with the e-book subscription he set up on my phone, and every streaming service on my laptop, and constantly answering emails about colors and patterns from the designer, I’m still bored. I can’t even remember the last time I wasn’t working full-time, or more than full-time. Even before I was eighteen, I had more than one part-time job. Looking back, it’s a miracle I managed to graduate high school.
Graduate…
Chewing my lip, I wonder if Nero would be okay with me going to college.
That’s a stupid question. Of course he’d be okay with it. He’d probably pay to have me admitted to some Ivy League school if I asked him to. But that’s not what I want. A local community college would be nice, I think. Or maybe on-line schooling if we have to worry about safety.
I chew my lip some more.
What would I study?
My mind spins, but it can’t land on an answer. It can’t even come up with a list of options. I don’t even know what my interests are.
Dogs?
I shake my head at myself, happy no one can read my thoughts.
Payton, what do you want to go to school for? Hmm, I dunno, dogs?
Rolling onto my side, I look at Toto.
I don’t want to be a veterinarian. I don’t have the stomach for that.
In all honesty, Nero will probably encourage me getting an education, but I don’t think he’d let me work.
Speaking of hearing thoughts, my Women’s Studies teacher from high school would be scratching the A’s off all my old assignments if she heard that one.
But I really don’t mind.
